Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 16: The 2005 Citroën C3 Pluriel

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! BUT YOU KNOW WHO'S NOT FUCKIN' BACK? MY GODDAMN FOOTBALL TEAM. FUCK, DO WE FUCKIN' SUCK. Holy SHIT. Practise this week is nothing but suicides and Oklahoma drills.

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 15: The 1983 Glenfrome Facet

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! WE ALMOST HAD THOSE FUCKIN' ASSHOLES LAST WEEK. God, I fucking hate all of Philly's guts. Every last one of 'em. God DAMN, I am gonna rip Brady

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 14: The 1975 Bricklin SV-1

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! You want an opener for the show? FUCK YOU. I got a team to coach tonight in a season opener. You get show openers whenever the fuck I

A Tradition Unlike Any Other (Barf): New Post-COVID (kinda)

Hello, friends. It's a tradition unlike any other. It's The Masters. I'm Jim Nantz, and it's my distinct pleasure to bring you one of the great events in all of sports. It's Augusta National Golf Club, the Mecca of professional golf. The pride, the heritage, the racial purity. Yes, The Masters embodies

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 13: The 1970 Bond Bug

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! You wanna know some fucking FACTS about football? Well, I'll fuckin' tell you: with the Showboats listed at +500 to win the USFL title, that's a good fuckin'

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 12: The 1966 Peel Trident

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! Just over two weeks out from the start of the USFL season and nobody still has a fucking clue what's going on. Who the hell's gonna start at

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 11: The 1963 Chrysler Turbine

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! LOOK WHAT I STOLE FROM THAT FUCKIN' WOP'S GARAGE! God DAMN, this is gonna be AWESOME. First I take this show from him, now I'm getting his rides!

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 10: The 1961 Amphicar

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! All eyes on basketball this week, which I guess means that I'll be a little distracted from thinking about my old man passing last week. Great dude, that

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 9: The 1957 King Midget Model 3

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! LOOKS LIKE THAT STUPID INTERNET ASSHOLE IS LOSIN' FUCK TONS OF MONEY AGAIN. No, not THAT stupid internet asshole, the OTHER one. With the bad jokes and all

Boss Todd’s Garage, Episode 8: The 1957 Waterman Aerobile

[A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z squeals its tires, bursting onscreen to the sounds of Judas Priest's "Breakin' The Law".] BOSS TODD IS FUCKIN' BACK, BITCHES! Just a month and a half out from the season opener against Philly. God, that gets my balls throbbin'. Or maybe that's just dehydration. Whatever. Feels great all